His Unveiled Passion

Jacqueline walked down a street in Arcton, something in her gut telling her that she was being followed.

She kept glancing over her shoulder. Everything looked normal, but she couldn't bring herself to trust anyone.

Fear crept in, and her palms grew damp with sweat.

Ever since she fled to Arcton, she had cut ties with the Jacobson family and turned into their enemy.

Their protection was no longer an option, which meant she couldn't keep the bodyguards they had assigned to her.

But there was one exception-Peter Atkins. He might have been a bit of a fool, but he had a soft spot for Jacqueline.

Jacqueline knew how he felt about her, so she had brought him along when she fled to Arcton.

She said in a low voice, "Peter, I feel like someone is following us."

Peter replied, "Don't worry, Ms. Sanders. No matter what happens, I'll protect you with my life."

At six feet tall and packed with muscle, Peter had always made her feel safe back in Orkford. But now that she had escaped to Arcton, things were different.

After all, Stephen had already sent people to hunt her down, and James was too busy to care about her.

After getting into the car, Jacqueline said uneasily, "Peter, you might not be able to protect me from the Jacobson family's men."

Peter sat in the driver's seat, starting the car.

Jacqueline urged him. "Hurry up and drive back to the villa. I think it'd be best if we lay low for now. I feel like the Jacobson family has already tracked me down."

before their white car could get far, a black pickup truck slammed

his gun. "Ms. Sanders,

that, the sound of

out from fear. She trembled as she lay

might actually die

the windows, leaving jagged holes. The sharp, metallic scent of blood filled

out in terror. "Peter, are

clutched his bleeding

to reply,

too many of them.

make it

face went pale. "Are they from the Jacobson family? Are

Peter could answer, someone smashed through the windshield

shouted, "Ms. Sanders, run! I'll hold them

he threw

a fresh round of

car door open, kicked

mercenaries after Jacqueline. They had been

years and were

Peter was a highly trained bodyguard

they took him

thigh and left arm, blood spilling

of the mercenaries ordered, "Get him out of here and take care of his wounds. Don't let

while, a blonde mercenary from